If we had spent more time together, maybe I would have seen another side of him. I wish I knew him more. I wish I knew more about what kind of person he was. I wanted more time. If we had more time, we would've gone through things together. Maybe we would've gotten annoyed at each other and fight. Maybe we would've disliked each other, or liked each other more.
It seems like we spent a long time together, but it wasn't. It was actually pretty short. Too short. So I kind of know, but I kind of don't know what I want to say. He was friendly, easy to talk to, and smart. He could do anything and was reliable. I thought he was perfect. But maybe I just didn't realize what his faults were. He might have been hiding his flaws.
There wouldn't have been a bright future if I had died or I had been the only one to survive.